Rhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place.
An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
The sound of crashing blasts of magic and ravaging strikes fill up the nothingness. Noire zips around the roof, throwing in swings from multiple angles. Jackie tries her best to keep up with that beasts' sheer speed. She uses multiple different spells to keep the battle going.
JCK: Star Conjuration!
Jackie points her wand to the sky and casts shining stars, directing them towards her opponent. Noire flies off the ground and chops through the stars, causing them to explode and light up the area. She falls to the ground and lands, leaving a small crater.
JCK: (Just how strong is she?! It's even harder fighting whilst trying to keep my dimension open!)
Noire dashes towards Jackie and swings her axe relentlessly. Jackie keeps her distance and casts magic pellets, slowing Noire down.
JCK: Evokers' Wealth!
Above the manor appears a giant cauldron. With the flick of a wand, it tips over, spilling a unnatural amount of gold coins. Noire raises a giant wall and kicks it, blocking the coins and smashing the cauldron into pieces. However, it was just a distraction. Jackie appears behind Noire and points her wand at the soul.
JCK: Divine Bolts of Light!
Multiple beams of light shoot through Noires' body. Blood spills everywhere. Jackie breathes heavily. Noire slowly turns around and looks Jackie dead in the eyes, before spurting a goo arm out of her wound and grabbing Jackie by the throat. Meanwhile, across the roof, Malachi is experiencing near-death.
MLC: *sigh* Knowing I would be included in one of his puns, I'd rather get up and fight. His puns are really mediocre. Welp, guess I'm fighting some more.
Noire is clenching Jackies' throat tighter and tighter. She tries to escape Noires' grasp but is unable to. Suddenly, a giant sword slices Noires' arm in half and makes her back up.
MLC: *cough* Haven't excluded me out yet, have ya? JCK: Malachi! *hug* Thank god, you're still alive. MLC: We might not be if we don't defeat her. JCK: Ah, yes! Sorry.
Jackie lets go of Malachi and refurbishes her power. Noire lets out a disgusted look, before charging up her axe and dashing towards her opponent. She targets Malachi and swings her axe towards him. Jackie fires multiple spells from behind. Noire is surrounded on both sides.
MLC: We got you no- *BOOM*
Noire surges her energy through the ground, causing it to explode violently. Malachi and Jackie get close to each other and control their breathing.
MLC: I thought we had it for a second. JCK: I'm afraid we're done for. MLC: Not yet. JCK: I've always liked your never give up mentality but we are outmatched in every aspect. MLC: Not yet! JCK: I- hmm, alright. What's the plan? MLC: Do you trust me, Jackie? JCK: Yes, with all my being. MLC: Then infuse every single last bit of power you have into me. JCK: Alright. Go wild, my warrior.
Jackie focuses all of her left magic into Malachi, who raises his palms into the air.
JCK & MLC:Interlocked Soularia, World Divider!
A abnormally giant sword starts to appear from the pages of the book. Malachis' hands start to tremble. Jackie is barely conscious. The book starts to disintegrate, until the sword fully appears. Malachi, with all his power, waves his entire body to control the sword. He aims for Noire. She stands in silence, before clenching her axe tight.
NOR: (To be able to form a weapon big and strong enough to decimate entire worlds is an amazing feat. I'm honored to battle against you two, but sadly, it has to come to an end.)
Noire closes her eyes and concentrates all of her power into the edge of her axe. Right before the moment of impact, Noire swings her axe, clashing with the swords' tip. Unbelievable amounts of energy are released.
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A giant rift opens up, swallowing the sword whole. Silence sets back in. Jackie and Malachi drop to the ground, devoid of soul essence.
NOR: They used up all of their essence. How careless. Everyone knows if you push yourself too hard and use up all of your power, you'll die.
The pocket dimension collapses and Noire steps foot inside the core of the centre.
